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Monday, 4 April 2016

The day started out well, we were up early, I took Dudley for his morning walk then back to LJ for coffee before we set off. I walked up to the little swing bridge before Fradley Junction then it was a left turn onto the Trent and Mersey and straight into Middle Lock, the volunteer lock keepers had already arrived and were preparing the locks for approaching boats, we were soon up that one and also Shadehouse Lock which also had a volunteer helping out. He warned us there was only one paddle working on Wood End Lock (about half a mile away) so it may be a bit slow filling.

Fradley Junction

When we arrived the left gate was already open, I seemed to vaguely remember it re-opening when we have passed through it before. I opened the right gate and as James was bring LJ in I noticed the left gate wasn't completely open so went across the bridge and tried to shove it open, it wouldn't go so I shouted to James that it wouldn't open any further just as the bow was heading into the lock, he put it into reverse to stop but it just kept going long enough to get wedged and he couldn't reverse out. I went and opened the top paddle to flush it out and that worked. We then tried to clear the obstruction with our pole and tried filling the lock a bit then emptying to try and flush whatever it was out but no luck. After about half an hour and some help from passers by we still couldn't get the gate completely opened so I called CRT, being Sunday I had to ring the emergency number and it was answered within a couple of rings, I then explained to the helpful lady the problem and where, she said she would let the area supervisor know immediately and he would call me back. 45 minutes later no call and a couple more boats had arrived, then a couple of CRT guys arrived and basically tried what we had already done, we all came to the conclusion that the paddle holder had come loose and was sticking out preventing the gate from being fully opened and they thought it was probably still held on by one bolt at the bottom and that's what the problem was.

They asked a boat to come into the lock from the top, emptied it and then went on the bow to try and clear it, eventually the gate was able to open fully so they suggested to get as many of the waiting boats through as possible, they didn't know how long it would stay out of the way for, and then they would try and tie it up and bag the paddle out of use as a temporary fix as there would now be potential for the paddle to fall out of line. We were next in the lock and all was fine and we were on our way again. So well done CRT for doing a temporary fix quickly and getting everyone on their way again.

Three now waiting to go up, there were two waiting to come down

We continued on for a few miles and passed the Armitage factory where the loos are made, and then met a boat on a wide part of the canal that was right over our side, they passed by with us being right up against the tow path bank and them being about an inch from the other side. James asked if they didn't like their side of the canal but didn't get a response at all. Next was a boat just coming through a bridge hole on a blind bend, luckily the boat was going slow and James managed to get LJ out of the way.

Our first ducklings of the year

On approaching Armitage tunnel, which has had its roof removed I jumped off and checked it was clear as you can't see right through, there was a boat coming so I signalled for James to wait, I walked through as James was coming through and a boat was approaching from the other way I signalled for him to stop but got no response, then LJ appeared and James had the tunnel light on so he could see it and eventually stopped. We have come through this way a good few times now, there are signs each end to send a crew member to check it's clear before entering and not once have I seen the crew of another boat checking.

We topped up with water after Hawkesyard Hall, just before a sharp blind right turn and bridge, James walked up to check if it was clear before pushing off and a boat was approaching so we waited until it past, then set off, just as he was about to sound the horn, just in case a boat was following, we heard one being sounded the other way and quick reverse again to get out of the way, the steerer of that boat said no-one was behind him so off we went again, sounded the horn only to hear one from the other way back so again reverse. Third time lucky and we were through.

We stopped shortly afterwards in Rugeley ready to do a big Tesco 'stock-up' shop tomorrow and head to the Post Office to post a couple of pen orders off.

Sunday, 3 April 2016

We decided on a walk into Tamworth on this visit, the last couple of times we've past through Fazeley we hadn't ventured into the town. We walked along the river which was running fast, then under the dual carriageway bridge, murals have now been painted and it really has brightened it up, I do hope the graffiti stays away. The castle and gardens were looking lovely as usual along with the rest of the parkland and was certainly being enjoyed by a lot of people. The town itself hasn't changed although we did notice there are a good few empty units in the Anker Shopping Centre now.

As we were conveniently moored opposite the CRT office at Peel's Wharf we asked them if it was ok to arrange a delivery there, James needed some more supplies for The Pen Maker's Boat. So with the order being despatched the same day it arrived the following day, we popped across to collect it and was surprised it had been opened, apparently it was opened in error as they thought it was for some there with the same surname, even though it had our boat name straight after the surname! Never mind it was complete and saved us having to use the Post Restante service at the Post Office, which is usually very good but we have had a problem with one in the past so it puts us off using ones we haven't used before.

Whilst James was getting on with pen making I managed to get a few outside jobs done, we had a lovely sunny day on Thursday so I managed to get quite a bit done.

Thursday evening we went to our favourite Indian restaurant, Kudos, and they didn't disappoint, it was delicious but the portions were huge and believe it or not we couldn't manage it all, we came home with a 'doggy bag' - not for Dudley though.

Very flooded, on one of my evening strolls with Dudley

River Tame with a very fast flow

Yesterday our intention was an early start but it was raining and windy so we put it off for a few hours, that few hours turned into a few more and we finally headed off around 2pm in the lovely sun.

hmmm, which side to moor, do we want to stay 48 hours or 2 days - such a decision

Swans nesting

Approaching Huddlesford Junction

Leading up to Ogley Junction on the Wryley and Essington when the restoration happens

We reached Fradley just after 6pm, I had walked some of the way with Dudley then took over steering whilst James went and prepared dinner so it was ready as soon as we arrived. The moorings before the junction were full so we just tagged on the end but it was a bit shallow at the sides, never mind we were only staying overnight.

Friday, 1 April 2016

After the gorgeous weather on Good Friday the rest of the Easter weekend was usual Bank Holiday rain and along with it wind, another named storm, this time Katie, had hit. In between the showers we got the occasional bit of sun and did manage some nice walks around the nature reserve.

On Tuesday we moved off, passing a field of swans and then made our way through Drayton Manor Footbridge before stopping briefly for supplies at Fazeley Mill Marina. We arrived there at 1:30pm and according to their sign they are closed between 1pm and 2pm for lunch so we expected to wait, which wasn't a problem, but the lady there soon appeared and went about getting us a couple of bags of coal and gas whilst leaving us sorting the diesel. They always seem friendly and helpful whenever we have stopped there.

We were soon on our way again turning left at Fazeley Junction and onto the Coventry Canal, stopping opposite Peel's Wharf.